#margarita laux-antille

[mercisnm]

previously on @wordsbyarwen: Greek myth AU, the mages are gods and use avatars to appear to their followers, Tissaia is the lord of the Underworld and god of the dead, her Hades avatar vs the form she was born into

bonus Rita as Aphrodite

#nobody mentioned borzoi cerberus anywhere its just my own idea. tissaia and eldritch horror horse dogs are a Thing to me #sometimes i draw things #...what do i even tag this new au #greek myth au #tissaia de vries #margarita laux-antille #yes yes i just need an excuse to draw dudessaia again whats about it #honestly even when i give him muscles he's still that mix between depressed botany professor and slutty twink #troiings #gave us biscuit crumbs #like if you have a work persona. reblog if your work persona differs so much from your real person you change your goddamn gender for it #also #gent!tissaia #i guess

[minne-cerbinna]

Every lady must have her attendants.

#my artwork #the witcher #the witcher fanart #the witcher games #they're game designs anyhow #philippa eilhart #triss merigold #margarita laux-antille #sheala de tancarville #francesca findabair #ida emean aep sivney #yennefer of vengerberg #fringilla vigo #assire var anahid #sabrina glevissig #keira metz #the lodge of sorceresses #it amuses me to think of the lodge as just like #philippa's evil polycule #it is also so amusing to me to look at summaries and stuff like from the wiki #the ones that go 'she was not interested in politics but joined the lodge at philippa's invitation' #they're just here for the pretty lady #valid of them tbh #but yeah i spent too long on this and if i keep looking at it i think i shall go mad so here it is #this is the first time i've drawn like 8/11 lodge members #technically 7 #i have drawn francesca before #but not in her canon design so this is the first time i have drawn her 'properly' #and it turns out that 11 is a lot of people actually #i did have fun using old paintings and photos for the poses tho

[insufficientchill]

okay but seeing beautiful costume designs for sorceresses also reminded me that i have an absolutely deranged number of Ideas about Síle and Rita......short version: every bisexual partygirl in pearls needs a sensible-boots academic lesbian to collapse on occasionally (or possibly be in love with for 150 years)

#síle de tansarville #margarita laux-antille #sorry but my idea of the Ideal Feminine Figure differs significantly from AAA game designers' <3 #NICHE INTERESTS <3 #wip uh. friday i guess #(i promise i do finish art occasionally) #inks #originals

[wordsbyarwen]

i said i would be focusing on my current WIPs but lol, apparently February is the month of "distract everyone with Greek myths set in Hell." this one features Tissaia as Hades and Yen as Persephone (without the kidnapping).

i haven't touched the beginning but i've never in my life had so many headcanons develop and crawl out of so few paragraphs while actively writing them, so this was fun! what started as "the mages are the gods and use avatars to appear to their followers" became "i bet Tissaia thinks this whole situation is Rita's fault" (spoiler: it is)

anyway here is a little 500 word taste of worldbuilding and snarky tissaia+rita. as a treat. mostly for me.

Tissaia shook off the mantle of Hades like a winter cloak, rolling out her shoulders and tipping her head sideways. Even as she diminished in stature, her neck gave a satisfying pop of releasing tension. When she opened her eyes again, the view was much more familiar.

She hated being six inches taller in her own house, hated the idea that things could look so different from the perspective of someone who stood a head higher. In the mortal realm it was all well and good to present herself as an imposing figure - how imposing depended on her audience, her mood, and the day of the week - but she would always prefer the body she was born into for the day-to-day affairs of her court.

Sinking wearily onto her throne, she rested her forehead in an open palm for a long few moments, eyes closed. She was exhausted, but there was work to do that was far more exhausting yet.

Well. Perhaps she couldn’t rightly call it work, but she was determined to resolve the mystery of the mortal in her house, and she had a very good idea of where to start.

Composing herself, Tissaia lowered both hands to curl her fingers loosely against the arms of her throne. Her blue eyes flashed with fire and lightning and, lifting her head, her voice shook the very foundations of her throne room.

“APHRODITE!”

When the echoes of her voice died away and the room fell silent, she waited for the span of several long breaths. Then, rolling her eyes, she spoke again, this time as if she were addressing someone at the back of the room, her eyes still gleaming with power. “Do not ignore me, you great Olympian slattern; your stench is all over her.”

“My, my. Impatient, melodramatic, and charming as ever. I have work to do too, you know.”

The voice of the woman who strolled into Tissaia’s periphery was dark and rich as loam, her skin like raw umber. She was a little taller than the version of Hades Tissaia wore in her own home, busty, and broad in shoulder and hip. Her lips, glossy and dark, were curled into a smile, and her hair was twisted into locs broader than Tissaia’s thumb and piled high atop her head in an intricate display.

Most gods chose a form and maintained it - sometimes the body they were born into, sometimes a preferred avatar. For some, transitioning was easier than others. Tissaia had always resisted change herself, found the act rather more taxing as a result.

But Aphrodite - Rita - had a face for every occasion and every audience, so many that Tissaia had forgotten what the woman rightly looked like. She supposed it didn’t matter.

The body she presented herself with today was one Tissaia had not seen in a while, but it was as lovely as any Rita had chosen and equally on display: bare arms, dramatic neckline, skirts that were sheer in places and barely opaque enough for modesty in others.

“What is it this time, then?” Tissaia asked as Rita moved to stand in front of her, hands on hips, expression smouldering. “Seducing pretty boys, or starting wars over pretty girls?”

#Tissaia de Vries #Margarita Laux-Antille #The Witcher #au #fanfic #drafty drafty #slattern (affectionate) #Hades & Persephone AU

[craybii]

Can one of you many professional talented experts pls gif that shot of Yennefer, Margarita, Tissaia and Sabrina all reacting in shock/laughter when Ciri tells Rita to get her own wine, all in one gif if possible? 

That moment was sitcom-level great. Just their expressions were crazy good. Tnx in advance.

#the witcher netflix #twn #netflix #yennefer of vengerberg #margarita laux-antille #sabrina glevissig #tissaia de vries #ciri #the witcher #lodge of sorceresses #i need that gif so much #pretty please

[lookingforcactus]

Celebrating the casting of the Lodge of Sorceresses! Rochelle Rose as Margarita Laux-Antille and Safiyya Ingar as Keira Metz, in modified versions of their game outfits!

#keira metz #margarita laux-antille #safiyya ingar #rochelle rose #the witcher #the witcher fanart #the witcher 3 #tw3 #tw3 fanart #twn #the witcher netflix #my art #mine

[charminea]

#another photo dump #sims 4 #sims 4 cc #sims 4 mods #sims 4 fantasy #sims 4 medieval #hotd #witcher #twn #helaena targaryen #red keep #alicent hightower #keira metz #the netflix version supposed to come up in S3 #brothel #triss merigold #witch execution #the royalty mod is AMAZING #margarita laux-antille #mysaria #way too much time on my hands

[cycian]

Sorceresses as levels of mental illness and general unhinged-ness.

15-Vanielle Of Brugge **Sodden Hill fertiliser** : a rather well adjusted person. Unless Stregobor is in the room, she's perfectly fine.

14-Coral **SKEEEELLLIIIGEEEE**: anyone who sleeps with Geralt loses one point in mental stability and in olfactive awareness.

13-Nina Vivero **Underrated Rita-sitter**: homegirl lost mental stability after being around Rita, who absorbs mental health as fast as alcohol.

12-Book Francesca **Emergency Plan B**: stopped giving a shit last century ago. The lodge is quickly making her unhinged.

11- Tissaia De Vries. **World's Number** **Mommy Issue Provider :**Very well adjusted until Yennefer happened. Also, after spending decades with Rita and raising Conspiratory Owl Girlboss, she lost points.

10-Ida Emean Aep Sivney **Elven Stoner** : she knows too much. Has seen too much. Lost mental stability upon hearing

Sabrina for the first time.

9-Yennefer Of Vengerberg **Die, Cry, Hate mom**: gives zero shits, constantly running from problems she caused, only to cause more. Needs therapy.

8-Sheala De Tancarville **The** **Koviri Boner**: poor introvert forced into constant social situations with extroverted, nymphomaniac sorceresses with one braincell and death wishes. Needs a xanax and vodka.

7-Speaking of, KEIRA METZ, **the OG MATERIAL GWOOORL**: constantly complaining, unhinged little gremlin with a knuckle duster and endless lust. Queen shit. Turns into an angry mess whenever bed bugs are in the vicinity which is fair and understandable.

6-Assire Var Anahid **Milfgardian Pussy Lover**: girl you are GAY. She needs to come to terms with that.sapphic mess.

5-Fringilla Vigo **Nilfgardian Clown**: ma'am you are also very bi and very much into every member of the lodge. Lost so much mental stability points after clowning for Geralt. Seriously, called out another woman's name during sex, and you're still simping? Get a grip.

4-Triss Merigold, **Crème Brûlée** : a disaster on all fronts. Chronic gaslighter, thinks with her vagina and needs to get ahold of herself. Has clowned for Geralt of Rivia, most of the lodge and most notable the world's most sociopathic owl.

3-Margarita Laux-Antille **Alcoholic Bisexual Disaster**: there is something deeply wrong with her. Love her for it. Simps for men, has the smarts to know it but cannot help herself. Needs ten new livers and so much therapy.

2-Sabrina Glevissig **Kaedweni Kebab**: local homophobic racist is in fact a gay mess and very much into elves. Needs to get her head out of her arse, go to therapy and might need to be restrained. Her willingness to commit acts of unspeakable violence with Keira Metz automatically puts her on the naughty and most wanted lists.

1-Philippa Eilhart LESBOMANCYY: all hail the queen of mommy issues. Needs therapy and imprisonment. Is a threat to the continent, gaslights and Girlbosses every day of her life. Throws up pussy-scented pellets on her foes-- keep slaying but also please confront your issues.

#the witcher #philippa eilhart #yennefer of vengerberg #Triss Merigold #Margarita Laux-Antille #Tissaia de vries #Vanielle of brugge #Lytta neyd #Coral the Witcher #Sheala de tancarville #Fringilla vigo #The lodge of sorceresses #Assire var anahid #Nina vivero #Francesca Findabair #Sabrina glevissig #Ida emean aep Sivney #Keira metz

[gatecrashing-corneas]

#tw3 #the witcher 3 #the witcher #margarita laux-antille #tw3 spoilers

[bamf-jaskier]

Who the Fuck is Margarita?

Margarita Laux-Antille was a sorceress, a member of the Lodge, and the Rectoress of Aretuza and appeared in Time of Contempt, Baptism of Fire, and Lady of the Lake.

If you want to chat some more about Rita, or just the books in general I made a discord server just for Witcher Books content that you can find here.

With that, Hi! I’m Aaliyah and this is Part 8 of my WTF Series - a crash course in subjects from The Witcher books.

Spoilers (duh)

The first time we meet Margarita (known as Rita by her friends) is in Time on Contempt when Rita and Tissaia come across Ciri and Tissaia mistakes her for an Aretuza novice:

“Why aren’t you in school, novice?’ Tissaia asked in a cold, resonant voice, eyeing Ciri with a penetrating gaze.

‘Wait, Tissaia,’ said the other woman, who was younger, tall and fair-haired, and wore a green dress with a plunging neckline. ‘I don’t know her. I don’t think she’s—’

‘Yes, she is,’ interrupted the dark-haired woman. ‘I’m certain she’s one of your girls, Rita. You can’t know them all. She’s one of the ones who sneaked out of Loxia during the confusion when we were moving dormitories. And she’ll admit as much in a moment. Well, novice, I’m waiting.”

This is ironic because Yennefer brought Ciri to meet with them so she could join Aretuza. This misunderstanding is cleared up and Ciri and Yennefer are invited back with Tissaia and Rita:

“Yennefer, it turned out, knew Tissaia and Margarita very well. The enchantresses invited her to the Silver Heron, the best and most expensive inn in Gors Velen, where Tissaia de Vries was staying, delaying her trip to the island for reasons known only to herself. Margarita Laux-Antille, who, it turned out, was the rectoress of Aretuza, had accepted the older enchantress’s invitation and was temporarily sharing the apartment with her.”

HOW MANY BEDS IN THAT APARTMENT RITA? HOW MANY?

Rita is also described as being very beautiful ---

“Margarita Laux-Antille emerged from the pool with a splash, spraying water everywhere. Ciri couldn’t stop herself looking. She had seen Yennefer naked on several occasions and hadn’t imagined anyone could have a more shapely figure. She was wrong. Even marble statues of goddesses and nymphs would have blushed at the sight of Margarita Laux-Antille undressed.”

She is shown to be extremely magically powerful as well (from Baptism of Fire):

“Philippa Eilhart’s tightly closed eyelids twitched, Triss Merigold panted and there were beads of sweat on Keira Metz’s high forehead. Only on Margarita Laux-Antille’s face was there no sign of fatigue.”

Now Rita ends up not going to Thanedd (if you don’t know what that is you can read about it here). She doesn’t go because, as Tissaia puts it:

“Don’t listen to her, Yennefer,’ said Tissaia coldly. ‘She’s bitter and full of regrets. Do you know why she’s not going to the banquet at Aretuza? Because she’s ashamed to show up alone, without the man she’s been involved with for four years. The man people envied her for. Who she lost because she was unable to value his love.”

Rita is not involved in the ensuing coup but we see her once more in Baptism of Fire as she becomes a part of The Lodge. She believes in their core tenet of female supremacy in magic:

“That’s right,’ Margarita Laux-Antille admitted calmly. ‘I often compare the results of the novices from Aretuza with those of the boys from the school in Ban Ard, and the comparisons are invariably to the girls’ credit. Magic requires patience, delicacy, intelligence, prudence, and perseverance, not to mention the humble, but calm, endurance of defeat and failure. Ambition is the undoing of men. They always want what they know to be impossible and unattainable. And they are unaware of the attainable.”

Now, her highest motivation is always seen as protecting her students and being invested in her school -- Aretuza.

“Politics don’t interest me,’ Margarita Laux-Antille, the rectoress of the academy of magic, announced loudly. ‘I simply do not wish my girls, whose education I’ve dedicated myself to, to be used as mercenaries, pulling the wool over their eyes with slogans about love for one’s homeland. The homeland of those girls is magic; that’s what I teach them. If someone involves my girls in a war, stands them on a new Sodden Hill, they will be lost, irrespective of the result on that battlefield. I understand your reservations, Enid, but we’re here to discuss the future of magic, not issues of race.”

However, Rita is also shown to be politically neutral, with an implied bias for humans.

“I am politically neutral,’ Margarita Laux-Antille chimed in, lifting her head, ‘and my school is politically neutral. I have in mind every type, kind and class of politics which exists!”

This implied bias comes from how she doesn’t empathize with Francesca who she is talking to in the quote above. And in Time of Contempt she sees the Elves as the more violent side of the war:

“There’s a war on, Yennefer. Rayla must have seen her comrades-in-arms falling, alive, into the Squirrels’ clutches many times. Then hung by their arms from trees as target practice. Blinded, castrated, with their feet burnt in campfires. Falka herself wouldn’t have been ashamed of the atrocities committed by the Scoia’tael.”

Magarita goes along with the Lodge’s plans -- including the plan to put Ciri on the throne of Kovir by having him marry her. Then in Lady of the Lake when Yennefer and Ciri are put on “trial” by the Lodge we meet Margarita again.

She is described as dignified and serious. This is an important note because in a scene set in the future, we find out that only two portraits of members of The Lodge survived and one of them being Sile de Tancarville and the other Margarita.

At the “trial” where Ciri technically joins the Lodge and officially declares herself Yennefer’s daughter, Rita is very friendly and open to Ciri. She has no bad blood with Ciri or Yennefer and is generally pleasant to them. Granted, she never goes out of her way to help them like Fringilla did in Baptism of Fire but she was kinder then most.

Rita votes for Ciri, citing Tissaia’s memory:

“I also vote for her,” Margarita said with a smile. “You may wonder at my motivations, ladies, but I do it for Tissaia de Vries. If Tissaia was among us she would not agree that in order to maintain the unity of the Lodge it is necessary to use coercive methods or restriction of personal freedom.”

Overall, Margarita Laux-Antille is a woman who loves her school and her students. She treats Ciri as another student within seconds of meeting her and is sympathetic towards her and Yennefer. Rita was a close friend of Tissaia and a member of the Lodge. We don’t know exactly what happens to her post-canon but she likely met the same fate as the other members of The Lodge. Chased down in the Witcher Hunts.

Hopefully this is helpful @thence-we-came-forth I’m doing the next one soon!!!

#I love Rita a lot she's amazing 10/10 hopefully this helps more people enjoy the character #the witcher #margarita laux-antille #rita #the witcher books #time of contempt #the lodge #baptism of fire #lady of the lake #myposts #meta

[valkyrie-in-yellow-coat]

Every single damn Lodge Meeting....

Relationship status: Rollercoaster

Got a lil bit of inspiration after reading the last chapter of 'The Great Lodge' by Cycian

#lodge of sorcoresses #the witcher #the witcher series #the witcher 3 #remember this gold? #philippa eilhart #triss merigold #Sheala de tancarville #margarita Laux-Antille #assire var anahid #Fringilla vigo #Keira metz #enid an gleana #francesca findabair #Ida emean aen sivney #sabrina glevissig #running again #they're all so done by now #here we go AGAIN #they're in love but not if anyone else asks but very much so #cuz there ain't nobody else who could stand them #(Not) so healthy relationship status #Relationship status #rollercoaster

[mercisnm]

I don't have a choice, but I still choose you. I don't love you, but I always will.

Go give Your Mouth Is Poison (Your Mouth Is Wine) by @clydethistles a read if you are feeling down bad for this ship as I do right now.

The flowers: "pennyroyal, ladies’ seal, knitbone (flowering)"

#tissaia de vries #margarita laux-antille #sometimes i draw things #the witcher #clydethistles #height difference? height difference #listen. i love gwentssaia. but the height difference is important

[doyouyearn]

This is a Rochelle Rose as Margarita Laux-Antille appreciation post.

#the witcher #witcher spoilers #the witcher s3 #margarita laux-antille #mine

[marraiwa]

the result of the last weeks' work

the first yennefer triss and philippa's outfits are redraws of my old college projects, they were more based on historical costume, so maybe they looks a bit weird. the third ciri's outfit was also for college, but i still like it. the rest are more or less interpretations of costumes from games

#the witcher #witcher #ciri #cirilla fiona elen riannon #yennefer #yennefer of vengerberg #triss merigold #philippa eilhart #keira metz #tissaia de vries #margarita laux antille #lytta neyd #assire var anahid #sabrina glevissig #fringilla vigo #sheala de tancarville #ida emean aep sivney #francesca findabair

[wordsbyarwen]

This October, I am picking and choosing between prompts from Flufftober, Whumptober, and Kinktober lists, because i’m that bitch. This month shall henceforth be lovingly referred to as Flunktober.

For day 2, I present to you the alternate prompt from the Whumptober list: touch starved. (Also satisfies the touch-starved prompt on my BTHB card). Yeehaw?

(I did write a day 1 prompt, but it’ll be posted on day 25, because... reasons?)

They must decide that Tissaia is worth more to them alive than dead.

It’s a clever enough play, she supposes, keeping the most powerful living human mage at the Lodge’s disposal in the event that their values might one day align.

They will not. It seems Tissaia alone knows this.

They keep her locked away in dimeritium shackles for a time, but the wise among them know that Tissaia de Vries, Archmistress of Magic, may soon escape such bonds. She is one of a few powerful enough to resist the effects of dimeritium on the chaos around them, and although she spends the better part of three days overcome by bouts of nausea and vertigo, writhing upon the mattress when she’s meant to be sleeping, she adjusts to the cuffs - to the metal and its foul brand of magic - as the days wear on. Soon, she might be able to overcome her human guards. Later, to hold her own against the lesser mages. Sooner than even Philippa thinks, perhaps, if the rage burning in her chest continues to blossom within her.

But no, they have made quick work of setting wards in place around one of the guest rooms, and these are wards that even she cannot break. She is free of the shackles, free to roam the modest - very modest - accommodations, but she has been afforded the comfort of a bed and writing desk, at least. And clean clothes. There are no luxuries, but it is as good as a gilded cage.

Those who deliver her food and clothes and firewood are servants, nothing more. Often, they are kind or frightened enough to share what day it is, to verify for Tissaia that her mind is still keen enough to count the days.

In the beginning, Philippa visits a few times. To berate her for failing to see reason. To ingratiate herself into Tissaia’s good graces. To gloat over the Archmistress’ capture. Any number of reasons, all of which are thinly veiled and vary by the day.

Now she sees only the servants and guards. Occasionally, one smuggles in a book for her. Even some of the guards have taken pity, but she doubts they would hesitate to draw a sword on her if need arose. But she is a quiet prisoner. Calm, collected. She offers them no reason for distrust.

One savaed passes, and then another, and she is alone.

Her memory may be sharp, but the animal parts of her, the pieces of her mind which are still human, have begun to fall to despair.

Human beings were not meant for isolation. Perhaps she is yet more human than she thought. One night, she weeps. Another, she opens the window and lets the biting chill of the snugly-fitted iron grate sink into her forearms for the sake of any new sensation at all.

Another savaed. And another.

She is pacing the floor as she often does, lest her body fade away completely in this space which affords so little room for movement, when the door opens one evening. A meal. Wood for the fire. If she is lucky, there will be freshly-washed linens and another book. For all that she dedicates a not-insignificant portion of each day to washing herself, she has not had a proper bath, nor proper care for her hair, since she was locked away; in spite of her efforts at cleanliness, she feels filthy.

Yes, fresh bedding would be the greatest gift - 

“Tissaia?”

Tissaia blinks, pausing to stare out the closed window, the dimming light casting shadows across the room.

She’s finally gone mad.

The door has closed, and for a long moment, there is no movement. And then, finally, a quiet sigh.

“I should have visited sooner. I’m sorry.”

Tissaia turns slowly toward the door, and - no, no, she has not gone mad. She’s there, laden with a tray holding too much food - simple fare, but enough to share.

The times have changed her.

“Rita.”

“There are other things for you, outside. Firewood, and - you really have no reflectors?”

“One.” She nods at the tiny table beside the bed, at the candle with the curved sheet of brass attached to its base. “I have little need for light, even when the nights are long.” At Rita’s expression, Tissaia thins her lips. “If you have guilt to feel, let it be for aligning with them, not for leaving me.”

“For the school,” Rita cries, taking two paces forward, then sighing her frustration and spinning to place the tray upon the little desk that doubles as a table. “For the safety of the students! Our students. Our girls. Times have changed, Tissaia; the Continent is in shambles, and - ”

“You do not need to tell me of the things I knew would come to pass in the event the Brotherhood fell, Rita. Who engineered that fall, I wonder?”

Rita’s hand lands on her arm, her grip firm, the contact a sudden rush of warmth as Tissaia’s heart races. Rita, who she has not seen since before the Coup - has not touched since that last night at The Silver Heron.

She has touched no one since that night; been touched only by those who took her captive when, weakened by the excessive use of her magic during the fighting, she had been overcome. By those who had shackled and unshackled her.

And so, after seasons of solitude, in the midst of the despair that began weeks and weeks ago to gnaw at the edges of her mind, she begins to cry.

She fights it at first, drawing herself upright as she glances down at Rita’s hand. Her throat feels thick; there is something wrong with her body, something much too primal, much too human. Sensing the blame in her, Rita loosens her grip, but when she begins to pull away Tissaia twists her wrist suddenly, bending her elbow to clasp Rita’s forearm in desperation.

It’s then that she begins to cry in earnest, pressing her lips into a thin line and squeezing her eyes shut in a vain attempt to stop them. But no, there is no stopping the rush of chemicals this unexpected contact has triggered. There is no fighting it.

So she yields to it. Why resist the inevitable? What pride does she have left? Is there any pride to be had in the presence of this erstwhile lover?

“Hold me.”

She barely recognises her own voice, hardly realises that it is she who has spoken, until Rita closes the distance between them and embraces her fiercely, working herself free of Tissaia’s hold to envelop her in both arms. And Tissaia surrenders herself to it, folding her arms around Rita’s ribs and pulling their bodies flush, until there is no breath of air between them.

Because as little intimacy as she has allowed herself these past centuries, she is still human. Because who knows when she will feel the touch of a human hand, whether for good or ill, again? Because Rita is soft, and warm, and right. Always was; always will be.

Because this physical contact after so long without shines a light on the distress of being without it. Awakens irrefutable sorrow and undeniable relief.

“Your poor hair,” Rita whispers into her ear, fingertips light on the back of Tissaia’s head, tracing around the chignon Tissaia continues to wear during most days for the sake of whatever decorum she has left and, for however short a time, to have something to do with her hands each day. But Tissaia doesn’t care about her hair, not now. She cares about the presence of another body next to her own, squeezes Rita all that much tighter. Taking this as a hint, Rita curls her arm more securely around Tissaia again. Still, her lips remain beside Tissaia’s ear, breath soft in her hair. “I’ll bring you some oils. I’ll tend to it.”

The latter part is an empty promise. They both know that if she spends too much time with Tissaia, it will arouse suspicion. To take a meal or two with her is one thing, but much more…

Still, it is a welcome fancy.

#Tissaia de Vries #Margarita Laux-Antille #Rissaia #The Witcher #Netflix The Witcher #fanfic #whumptober2022 #badthingshappenbingo #touch starved #r:t #500 #FLUNKtober

[craybii]

The Lodge of Sorceresses in the Sims 4 (Netflix Version):

From Left to Right:

Sabrina Glevissig, Margarita Laux-Antille, Yennefer of Vengerberg, Francesca Findabair, Philippa Eilhart, Keira Metz, Fringilla Vigo and Triss Merigold

#yennefer #Yennefer of Vengerberg #francesca findabair #philippa eilhart #Triss Merigold #Fringilla Vigo #Sabrina Glevissig #keira metz #margarita laux-antille #lodge of sorceresses #the witcher #sims 4 #sorceresses #netflix #anya chalotra #felt bored #so this happened #the pink on fringilla's face is cause she got bitchslapped by Philippa lol #without me doing anything #yennfer fringilla and triss aren't my sims #just stole them from the gallery